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Break it.

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However, you realize that you are far from perfect (moving the Earth away from yourself, and not yourself away from the Earth, just like Chuck Norris) and decide to abandon this endeavor.

I'm running away from the old man in a wheelchair...
O God of Earth and Altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.


G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal